Mine to Keep (Southern Wedding #8) Read Online Natasha Madison

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors: Series: Southern Wedding Series by Natasha Madison
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84071 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
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Obviously, my mother and grandmother got to the barn within minutes of us making out hot and heavy. Caine wanted to die. I, on the other hand, was floating on cloud nine. My heart was full, my hand was in Caine’s, and he was there.

My grandmother didn’t even want to hear anything about him staying in a hotel in town. Instead, she gave him the keys to the white house. I rolled my lips knowing he would freak out once he got in there. You see, the white house is the house no one wants to stay in because it looks like it’s out of a magazine. Everyone is afraid to touch it or dirty it.

The women were over the moon to meet Caine, the men—well, not so much—but Meadow wrapped them around her finger, so they didn’t do anything to him besides giving him dirty looks. That night when he went over to the white house, there was no way I was not going with him.

So, we spent the week riding horses, and we even had the big Sunday lunch that wiped Meadow out so much she slept the whole way home, barely waking up when we got in last night.

I turn the water off and grab the towel, stepping out at the same time Caine comes back into the bathroom holding two cups of coffee. “Guess who is still sleeping?” he asks as I wrap my hair in a towel and then grab his white plush robe, which is five sizes too big for me.

“Is she really?” I ask, reaching for my cup of coffee. Meadow didn’t blink an eye with me and Caine being in bed together after the first night. I felt so guilty, but after talking to my cousins about it and them explaining that at four you don’t really get things if you haven’t been around them, I was relieved. So, this might be new to her, but she also didn’t know it wasn’t normal.

“Are you ready for today?” he asks, leaning one hip against the counter.

I let go of a big breath. “As ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.” I take another sip. “Have you talked to anyone in the office?”

He shakes his head. “I sent Loren a message to let her know you’re coming back.”

“What about Vinny and Jaret?” I stand in front of him as I lean against the counter.

“I’ll tell them at the meeting,” he states, and he leans over to kiss me at the same time the door opens, and Meadow comes in.

“I called you, and you didn’t come.” Meadow rubs her eyes, walking to Caine, who picks her up and kisses her head. “Can we go see my horse?”

“We can go on Saturday,” Caine replies, shocking me.

“I promised your grandpa Billy that I would bring you back often,” he explains as Meadow cuddles on his chest.

“We were just there,” I remind him.

“She has a horse there now,” he reasons, “so we have to go weekly.” I gawk at him. “It’ll be nice.” He leans in once more to kiss me before he walks out with Meadow to make breakfast.

It takes me forty-five minutes to dry my hair and put my makeup on. I’m grabbing my clothes when Meadow comes upstairs. “Gracie,” she says, “will you do my hair?”

“You bet.” I walk with her to her bathroom. For the past week, I’ve been doing her hair every morning since we got back together. It’s our little time when she says what she wants to do with her day. The past couple of days it’s been all about her horse.

“Grandpa Billy said I’m the best rider in the whole world.” She holds out her hands to the sides. “Ever.”

I smile at her. “Well, if he said it, it’s true.” She nods her head as I finish the braid. “Now get dressed.” I kiss the top of her head as she jumps off the stool and goes to her bedroom.

I walk back into the room seeing Caine come out of the closet, buttoning his dress shirt, and I can’t help but smile at him. He’s the most handsome man I’ve ever laid eyes on. “Everything good?” he asks as he tucks his shirt in like we’ve been doing this forever. Like it’s not just been a couple of days but instead years. I just nod at him, walking back into the closet and grabbing the white pair of pants I hung up last night before he dragged me to bed. I slide on my lace panties and matching bra before stepping into the pants. I grab the green silk blouse that is a light green with white flowers on it, buttoning the three buttons before tying the sash around my waist. I have enough time to grab my shoes and put them on before we are driving to work together. Something I think he planned since my car is at my parents’ house.


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